MoongypZy Creative Writing

Take the ABBA HS2 Train...
Tak a Train Tak a Train Tak a Train Tak a Train
Take a train on me
on the soul less line
you cut down all my trees
Take a train on me
If you need the truth, let me know
you spent billions of pounds
weve got no nature to go
and wer feeling down...
HS2 you wrecked our lives
and the pretty birds have flown
and im not happy
Take a train on me...
you did your very worst
and it aint no lie
you put people to the test
and you made them cry...

Take a train on me...

We can go Protesting
We can go Tunnelling
as long as wer together
listen to some chainsaws
maybe just some diggers
get to know HS2 better...

'cause you know iv got
so much tree hugging to do
when i dreamed it wasnt true
its magic...
you wanna leave it bare
afraid of an Ecocide scare
but i think you know
you are all for show...

Take a Train on me

"ecocide - high viz robots without a face"

From space we saw
the blue planet turn grey
with concrete and steel
no green, no trees
no birds, no bees..
This once beautiful jewel
that sparkled with life
all went under the knife
the ancient souls deathly plight..
We tried to save nature
from murderous hands
we were connected to the land
but they were like quick sand..
Deaf to the core
we could take no more.
From space we saw
the ghosts of trees
the ghosts of the birds and the bees
floating free
away from the hang mans noose.
We also saw no natural activity
the swirl of green and blue got muddy...
Fluorescent jackets on a high speed train
it began to rain
on bare terrain...the pain
Where once trees gave us oxygen
and absorbed all our carbon
those ghosts will haunt
high viz construction
no grey matter at the concrete junctions.
Speed up ! speed up ! if you will
while governments pop the greedy pills...
We slow down now in outer space
we saw no human race
only high viz robots without a face
riding on a high speed train of disgrace
so fast they couldn't see
no faces for them to breathe
no nature left to grieve
a soul less way to be.
No farmland and no fields
and for what...
a quicker way to lose the plot !
Us nature lovers left the Earth
that's now a grey hard ball of rock
spinning out of control
with flecks of orange high viz bits
whizzed in the blender of revenge
watched by the ghosts
of nature in the end.
And we float among the space dust
the fragments of bones
and tree roots
pieces of wings from the birds who lost homes
We too lost our home...Planet Earth
to those who showed no remorse
no wisdom with their chain saw noise
life... destroyed.
So where do we go now
to find some green
for our lush valley minds unseen
where nature roamed free
from greed.
The wise ones will rise
in all colours and creed
from the ashes of the leaves.

by Ruth Wordley at moongypZy Creative Writing 21.9.20

Iv not done any creative writing for ages...but would like to get back to it this year 2019 # # #